Pathetic Nonsense

I want to be with you now and hear you play your guitar.
I want to sense your smoke and look at your dirty, worn-out sneakers.
I miss you and its been days since you last said you thanks.
I'm glad that I saved your life in some sort of weird way-
At least I will still get to see you next semester.
I miss the way I see you from afar, sitting on some withered stonewashed bench,
the way your earring glitters in the sun,
your calloused fingertips (though I haven't really had a good look at it myself) do their strums.
So sad isn' t it?
The fact that you will never know I like you this much.
I was about to give up my argument on the fallacy romantic love.
I was on the verge of entertaining mushiness into my life.
I was willing to give up all my bitterness, and share yours
Including your beliefs that are somewhat contradictory to mine.
I was about to give all that up just to hear you play for me,
Sing your song for me, Write your poem for me -
Because have been doing all that for you and you will never know.
I wish we could write together as you teach me guitar, hanging out on your stonewashed bench.
But you like someone else. I've been doing research.
Yup, you are hell and she is heaven,
the first thing that comes into your mind when you hear the word COLLEGE.
Your dream, the unreachable.
You are the first thing that comes into my mind when I hear college.
You have preoccupied my thoughts at the latest parts of it.
But you know, you will never be my heaven though I dream of you.
This may seem foolish butI'd rather have you beside me -
I could see, hear and feel you better that way.
Isn't life so unfair?
I try my best to be a nice, down to earth person,
Thinking that I could reach anyone by doing so.
But no, people like you always go for the ones you can't have -
the goddesses, the heaven, the unreachable.
Trust me,
I want to go way up there
Just for you to give me the time of day.
But sad to say, I cannot
Because I'm just a mere mortal,
Right here on earth.